Spiraling out of control into a sky of abject despair fly the children, one by one, ignited, cannot be undone. Watch the tears streak down the faces of every mother in silent shame. The lives they saved from day to day Now suddenly throw themselves away. A field littered with cremains. Flesh entangled, singing harmonies of steel wings on ground depraved. Oil runs thick as blood Damned to die before they started Left they the loved ones broken hearted Dreams of being an astronaut Clearly seen come out to naught. When the TV jackals roam free, detailing horrors soon to see, listing the lost with little love, leading the viewers like lemmings, depicting all those who flew in brilliant spectacle for you. Look at the bodies, feel the screams Act shocked as it hits you through the heavy glass screen. They never smiled, can't you see? They only smiled for what lay beneath.
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
My return to my dark roots...hopefully this means I won't have dark hair when I grow up :P
Comments (3)
A hauntingly good write. They only smiled for what lay beneath...the viewers like lemmings.